Blood, blood everywhere, on the ground, on the couch, on the wine jar, on the tree.
Large swathes of blood stained the boots, the soldiers' clothes, and even their faces red.
The originally bustling party hall was extremely quiet, with only the corpses lying on the ground showing how lively it had been.
On the ground, the six leaders of Qingfeng Village were silent again. From the eyes that were still glaring after death, it can be seen how unwilling they were before they died.
Yes, they were originally civilians, but they fell into trouble and became bandits. They finally managed to get some foundation, but before they could enjoy enough, their souls were taken away by impermanence and returned to the underworld.
How can I be willing to do so!
What awaits them in the underworld cannot be glory and wealth, but only eighteen levels of hell, where they will be tortured forever.
The most unacceptable thing is that Lao Qi is actually a spy!
Lao Qi has been in the village for so many years, why is he acting like an insider?
Internal agent, an internal agent has ruined their foundation for so many years, regret it! Hate it!
It's a pity that there is no chance anymore.
After being identified by Qizhai, all the bandits who had killed people had their heads chopped off with one knife. There were men and women, old and young. The dead bodies were piled up into a hill, and the blood flowing out gathered into a red line. creek.
Many people in Qizhai were also identified, and they also had lives on their hands, and they were also piled on the mountain of corpses.
Xie Gufeng, the leader of the Seven Villages, knelt on the ground with his head on the ground and told everything that had happened in Qingfeng Village over the years, no matter how big or small.
Behind him, kneeling were a group of surprised bandits.
Most of them were brought back to Qingfeng Village by the leader of Qizhai, and some of them were instigated to rebel. They had their own inner identities. They usually wandered among the bandits to gather information. But they never expected that their master's background was so big that they couldn't even imagine it.
The Xie family's Silver Armored Army is known to everyone and is invincible and invincible.
The young master of the Xie family who leads the army is unparalleled in the world. He has made many girls haggard for him.
"You should really make a lot of money here!" They all felt happy in their hearts.
"You did a good job." Xie Zhou couldn't help but smile in his eyes. This time, Xie Gufeng should be the first to destroy Qingfeng Village.
"When I get back, I will report it to my father."
"Thank you, Mr. Xie!" Xie Gufeng was overjoyed, and his originally dead fish face became vivid.
His years of undercover work finally bore fruit, and he will be able to taste the fruits soon.
The six dead villagers were mainly able to see this scene, and they would probably be so angry that they would vomit blood.
The silver-armored army escorted the remaining people out of the village one by one. Most of them were women, and there were many children.
These women were all snatched by bandits from outside. They were originally women from good families, and there were even children of officials. Unfortunately, they were kidnapped and brought to the den of thieves.
Their parents did not want their family's reputation to be ruined, so they announced that their daughter had died long ago.
Now they are like duckweeds in the water, helpless, without relatives or friends.
Those children were all forced to give birth to the captive women. Their feelings towards these children were very complicated, with both love and hatred.
The most eye-catching thing was the row of women in red, all of them fair-skinned and beautiful, with frightened looks on their faces.
They are all the wives and concubines of the leader of Qingfeng Village.
The leader of Dazhai loved red clothes so much that he not only wore them himself, but also forced all his wives and concubines to wear red clothes.
Well, he married one every day, some survived, some died of unbearable humiliation, and in total, there were more than a hundred people alive.
What a huge harem.
Xie Zhou couldn't help but feel a headache when he saw these women. Forget it, take them back and let his father handle them.
I believe that my father can understand his son's difficulties.
After that comes gold, silver and jewelry.
There were boxes upon boxes of gold and silver, Dongzhu as big as a fist, jade of various colors, a coral tree as tall as a person, and piles of silver notes. After a rough count, the number of silver notes amounted to hundreds of thousands taels. .....
These wealth couldn't help but make Xie Zhou feel a little moved.
He is so rich that he is in cahoots with the water bandits!
"Go home."
After they left, the vultures that had been hovering in the sky for a long time couldn't wait to land on the mountain of corpses and feast on them.
The mountain of corpses that was originally soaked in blood became a mass of blackness.
Snowflakes fell like catkins, quickly turning the earth into a layer of white.
*
"Sister, come out and see, it's snowing!"
Outside the house, Niu Xiaodi suddenly shouted, attracting the attention of Niu Caohua who was playing with Niu Xiaobai by the fire.
No wonder it suddenly got cold tonight, it turned out to be snowing.
It's almost April and it's still snowing. It's a strange day. This is not the north.
Probably strong convective weather.
Niu Caohua, who has modern thinking, thought very calmly.
Living in modern times, the Internet is developed, so I have never seen anything, even hailstorms in July and August.
"The snow is quite heavy. How about building a snowman tomorrow?"
"Sister, how old am I~" Niu Xiaodi was a little shy. In his heart, he wanted to build a snowman, but now that he has grown up, would it be childish to still play the games he played when he was a child?
"I'm just asking you if you will pile it up tomorrow."
"......heap."
"Hehe~ Brother is so good."
*
"Master, it's getting cold. Please go back to your house and rest."
In an exquisite courtyard, a gray-haired old man looked up to the sky, his expression dark and unclear.
Behind him stood a servant who was about forty years old. The servant held a black cloak embroidered with crane patterns and gently draped it on the old man's shoulders.
"Old Ding, do you think this snow came at the right time?" The old man seemed to be asking the servant behind him, or talking to himself.
"April is the time for sowing. If it snows at this time, I'm afraid the people will go hungry again."
"Grandpa, grandpa, it's snowing. It's snowing." A clear child's voice interrupted the old man's thoughts and his melancholy.
Yes, he is no longer an official, no longer the Minister of Household Affairs, and can no longer worry about the country.
Now, he just wants to use the remaining time to raise his grandson to be a man, so as to comfort the spirits of his son and daughter-in-law in heaven.
"The snow is quite heavy. It would be great if you get up early tomorrow and grandpa will accompany you to make snow lanterns."
"Okay~ I want the rabbit lantern."
"Okay, it's up to you."
*
"Your Majesty, it's freezing. Go back to your house and rest." Inside the palace wall, the middle-aged and well-maintained queen took the robe handed over by the maid and gently put it on the thin shoulders of the emperor.
"Zitong, look, it's snowing."
"I still remember the first time I saw you, it was a snowy day like this."
"At that time, you were wearing a goose-yellow dress, standing under the eaves admiring the snow, like a fairy in the snow. At that time, you thought, whose girl is this? If I could marry her home, what would happen? How nice.”
"Time flies. Decades have passed in the blink of an eye, and you and I are both old."
"Your Majesty." The Queen's eyes turned red as she thought of the scene that year.
"Cough cough cough..."
"Your Majesty, please go back to your room and rest quickly, so as not to have another coughing fit."
"It's okay. I'm fine. I just want to stand here with you and enjoy the snow for a while."
"good."
The two of them stood side by side under the eaves. The flying snow in the sky was dotted with red plums, like elves flying in the snow. It was so beautiful.
